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Feelin' It Lyrics

Artist: Jay-Z
Album: Reasonable Doubt

Chorus:I'm feelin it fill the glass to the top with MoetFeelin it feel the Lex pushin up on the setI'm feelin it through the high that you get from the lieFeelin it if you feel it raise your l in the sky

Verse 1:

I keep it realer than most I know your feelin itCristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin itBone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for thisOn my back the fliest clothes lookin ill and shitTransactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitchAnd then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dickSince diapers had nothin to live for like them lifers butMakin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipherWe paid the price to circular success they turned my mic upI bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life upIf every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is ruggedNobody before cause everyone would be each others crutchesI hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust itThese are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love itJiggy jigger lookin gully in the jointIf y'all niggas ain't talkin 'bout large money what's the point?

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Verse 2:

Even if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complaininI'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin what shorty(Where you disappear son?)Maintainin puttin myself in a position most of these rappers ain't inI'm livin the ill streets blues got you hunger paininNothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin foolI'm thorough in every boro my name be ringinWarmin it up for the perfect time to hit your brain andYa Feelin it? to all the girls I bought the girdle to conceal my bricksNo doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit95 south and poppy on the hill and shitAnd all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shitAnd all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle witThrow your joints in the air one time and bust your shitThese fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin it ya feelin it

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Verse 3:

What y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay high?The Cristals they keep me wet like BaywatchI keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stopSaid she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shotThose nightmares momThose dreams you say you got give me the chillsBut these mils make me hot y'all feel meEnough to stop the illin right?But at the same time these dimes keep me feelin tightI'm so confusedOK I'm gettin weeded now I know I'm contradicting myselfLook I don't need that nowIt just once in a blue moon when there's nothin to do andThe tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut throughI get disownin me and the chick goin to the island we're boninI free my mind sometimes I here myself moaninTake one more toke and I leave that weed alone manIt got me goin shit